Chapter 438 Hands and Feet
"Nora, I have heard about Tang Ruoying." Howard sat down on the sofa and touched the white beard. "Fortunately, you saw through the true face of Tang Ruoying, otherwise Asher would have been kept in the dark by her. Asher is too emotional and always remembers the kindness of Mia."
"Grandpa, where were you?" Asher Hawn puffed at the corners of his mouth.
Grandpa, can you not mention which pot?
After a pause, he added, "In fact, I already knew that Tang Ruoying was a fake, otherwise how could I have done that play with Nora Smith? Nora Smith, right?"
Nora Smith gave Asher Hawn a white look. "Pull you down!"
"Now that Tang Ruoying has been settled, when are you going to get married? My old bones can't wait to have grandchildren." Howard raised his lips and opened his mouth with a smile.
"We're going to get engaged next month." Nora Smith sat down beside Howard and said faintly.
"Grandpa, please choose a good day for us." Asher Hawn sat down next to Nora Smith and said to Howard hastily.
He has been waiting for a long time to marry Nora Smith.
When Howard saw the state of two people, the younger one couldn't keep his mouth shut. He only recognized Nora Smith as his grandson's wife all the time. Now that Tang Ruoying has got his due retribution, and he can finally wait for his grandson in peace of mind.
As for the days, he has long been optimistic.
Howard opened his mouth cheerfully and said, "I still need your boy to say this? I have already chosen the day, the fifth day of next month. There is still plenty of time, and you can buy anything and use it in time."
"The fifth day of next month..."
At that time, Nora Smith was in a trance. He thought that he would go to the fashion design competition in a few days. If the wedding was held next month, she didn't know if she would come back.
When Howard saw this, he couldn't help wondering. "What's the matter, Nora? Are you busy with something?" He asked.
Nora Smith meditated and thought about the time to go to the design competition. If it goes well, it should not delay anything.
She let go of her heart, shook her head gently at Howard, and smiled: "Grandpa, it's nothing, that is, I'm going to Paris to participate in a fashion design competition in a few days. I wonder if I can come back. Time is in time, so listen to you."
Howard's smile became clear, and he kept nodding and replied, "Okay, okay, then it's settled. I'll help you see the hotel where the wedding is held in the past few days. Ah... Nora, you should pay attention to rest when you are busy with your work. Don't tire yourself."
"I see... Grandpa, you don't have to worry about me." Nora Smith smiled, and his heart was full of warmth.
Maybe God owes her one thing and will make up for it with another. At least she has Asher Hawn and Howard around her who care about her.
She's lucky.
Asher Hawn patted the sofa at this time and said to Howard a little unconvinced, "Grandpa, I am going with Nora Smith. What are you afraid will happen to her? Don't worry, I will definitely bring her back completely."
"You--" said Howard, pointing to Asher Hawn as a joke as a warning. "You go with Nora and take good care of her, or when you come back, I'll see she's lost weight, so I won't beat you, you smelly boy."
Asher Hawn shook his head and smiled helplessly. "Good, good, I know, grandpa, you can rest assured."
Howard was completely relieved. He now looked at the little couple in front of him, and his heart became more and more fond of it. The servant reminded him that it was time to go back to the bedroom to rest, and Howard got up on crutches.
"It's rare for you two to come back. Don't go back today. Stay here. Lean, pack a room for both of them and let the little couple live and talk together."
When Lean heard this, he knew what Howard meant. He simply agreed and went upstairs to tidy up the house with a smile in his eyes.
Nora Smith and Asher Hawn looked at each other, and Nora Smith shrugged helplessly. Forget it, she also understood the old man, and besides, she really came back once in a long time.
After dinner, Howard made an excuse to go back to his room to rest. Before leaving, he gave them both a meaningful look. Nora Smith knew what Howard meant and smiled at Asher Hawn.
"My grandfather is like this, you don't have to take it to heart, and it's not the first day you know him." Asher Hawn, fearing that Nora Smith would feel uncomfortable, approached the woman and squeezed her palm in an attempt to appease her.
Nora Smith whispered, "That's Grandpa. How can I take it to heart? I'm not such a narrow-minded person."
The two went back to the room talking and laughing. As soon as they entered the door, Nora Smith breathed a sigh of relief, went to the window, stretched the bedding, and sat on the bed. The whole person relaxed.
"Is it because I haven't been active for too long, why am I so tired today?"
"Since you are tired, go to bed early, and the old house is really far away from home." Said Asher Hawn, sitting next to Nora Smith, his right hand quietly groping up her waist to hold each other.
Nora Smith perceived something wrong, bowed his head and gently patted Asher Hawn's hand. He lightly chastised and said, "What are you doing? Go, go to sleep on the sofa for me today?"
Asher Hawn was the boss's reluctance in his heart. He felt that he was going to be engaged to Nora Smith soon. Besides, he had endured it for so long, but his wife could only talk in front of him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Nora Smith, Nora, we haven't had a good talk together for so long..."
Asher Hawn spoke in a rare soft voice. No, it was coquetry.
Nora Smith knew what Asher Hawn was thinking, and in the same way she missed him, but there were things she couldn't do.
At this thought, Nora Smith was half noisy and increased his tone. "No is no, you can only sleep on the sofa today."
Asher Hawn sighed and finally let go of Nora Smith, compromising: "All right."
It was very late. After they washed, Nora Smith lay in bed and fell asleep in a short time, but Asher Hawn, who was nesting on the couch, was not sleepy at all.
Not far from the bed, there was no loud noise, only even breathing was faintly heard. Asher Hawn slowly opened his eyes and looked back at the bed. Nora Smith lay on his side with his back to him, looking very good.
Asher Hawn thought for a moment, but still unable to control his thoughts, he got up softly from the sofa, walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to support the vacant place, leaned over, and gave Nora Smith a kiss on the face.
"... Hmm?"
Nora Smith let out an inadvertent cry. She felt something on her face. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes subconsciously. She opened them and saw that it was Asher Hawn.
"Why haven't you slept yet?"
